[Absolutely husband material, Natori. What a catch.]

I will. I'm grateful to you for even comin' out here.

[And she says it softly, earnestly as she grabs the thermos full of soup. She can tell he's concerned by his hovering, but there really isn't much to do at this point.]

Y'should go on and get some rest. Just be careful, alright? If she's out there... [She doesn't want anyone else to get sick. Or die, because she couldn't do anything about it.]